#softest bb

[ericas-spop-blog]

Another from the scraps pile:

Within the show, Hordak is blissfully unaware of how much he yells at Entrapta, or how obviously soul-crushing she finds it.

Like, okay, to unwind this a bit: Hordak is generally unaware of how badly his tantrums impact those around him. From his perspective, he just gets hurt/frustrated/frightened, and the sense of control he gets from yelling/throwing things/suffocating a catgirl makes him feel better. Then the instigating feeling goes away, and he stops thinking about it. The idea that his actions have lasting repercussions - that the people he lashes out at are going to fear and avoid him because he keeps hurting them - rarely, if ever, enters his head.

Entrapta keeps coming back, not because there's a magic threshold where Hordak is only ever a soft uwu cuddlebear to her, but because she's used to getting yelled at, and not really understanding why.

[untilyouremember]

Sakura's Dedication

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[suguruuuuu-chan]

Literally can't wait for this stupid man to artive 🥺😭😭😭

My mind is rotating this figure in my head like a microwave ahhhhhhhgg sobbing he's so cute and cosy I can't focus on anything else

[buckyalpine]

Life update. Oh hello. I haven't posted anything properly in a while and while I'm deeply ashamed, here is whyyy. I have a boyfriend now. I met a nice Italian boy which means I now have a pretty 6'1 blue eyed boy manifested right out of booktok walking around the house. You know you know when you know? I know. 🥺️This man matches every Bucky I've ever written for; I'm talking every single sweet, unhinged, feral, sexy, perfect thing under the sun. Idk what to do with myself. I didn't know these existed. He might as well be out of a build-a-man because how has he matched everything I've ever imagined. I swear he's been conjured through magic. He messes up the bed, lays down the towels, softest aftercare, calls me his feral lil gremlin, reads my fics, has a little bunny, takes care of stray kittens and loves and respects my parents. All with lots of cuddles and forehead kisses. He also has a fucking massive curved uncut co-, he's absolutely ruined me.

Just a warning, you'll probably most definitely will get sick of me but I won't stop yapping about him. I love him, your honor. Any filth you see in fics will now be 100% inspired from real life because this boy is more feral than me and you've seen what I'm capable of writing, do with this what you will. Everyone say hi to my precious bb cause he picked the way I wanted to announce him. ❤️️

Now I promise I'll get back to writing soon XO

[angelsdvsts]

"oh, yeah? and what happened that made it go not so well?" she was curious, wanted to know every embarrassing thing about him; laugh about it with him as she mentions how adorable he is. though, she couldn't recall a moment where he wasn't this charming person that she's always seen. he made things comfortable for her, made her realize all along that all along he was just the person that she needed in her life. "mm, guess i'll have to try and think real hard. can't have you fully adoring someone else now," she teases him back, though she suspects that she doesn't have to do much. "perfect! it's settled, we're spending christmas with each other's families." and she couldn't be more excited about it, given she knew little to nothing regarding his parents. picking up on small things every now and then when he shares a memory. it felt nice and calming to just be a room with him, compared to those sea of strangers her parents call friends. it was automatic how she leans into his touches, body press against his, eyes sparkling. "and i hope you know that i fully adore you, samuel gray. you have my entire heart," with that she couldn't resist any longer, femme tugs his face closer towards hers -- lips connecting in a soft loving kiss.

“ i tried to be bad once for like an hour when i was in the eighth grade and it did not go over well. “ he shudders at the memory, remembering how finn had to pick him up from his friends birthday party early that day because he had made a fool out of himself in the first thirty minutes by not only dressing differently but, also by pretending he had been drunk before, and then proceeding to down half a bottle of wine that was in the back of his friends fridge. either the wine was bad or his stomach was weak because he was out for school for at least a week after that. never again did he do something like that again. or at least, he didn't do anything like that until a few years later, when drinking was actually considered cool. his lips pull into a small smile, eyes rolling down at her as she playfully pushed his chest only to pull him back a second later. “ oh, i don’t know — i’m sure you’ll think of something that will make me fully adore you. “ he teases, though it’s clear by how he looks at her that he already fully adores her. “ yeah… maybe we could drop by my parents for christmas too. they’d probably like that. “ his smile fades for a moment at the thought but he quickly recovers, not wanting to delve into his parental issues tonight. “ well, in that case .... “ he allows her to take his hand, fingers lacing together as she pulls him through the party, and somewhere a bit more private. once they are out of view, he wastes no time pulling her towards him, hand moving to the side of her neck, thumb brushing against her cheek. “ by the way, i do fully adore you, lacey zhao. how could i not? "

[girliemattitude]

Hey bb I have request of dad!Matt 😛🙏

Can you make Matt and reader find Emerie and Cody in Emeries room and she's reading Cody a book while their cuddling? Just some sibling love cute shit "we have such good kids" throwing up crying type thing 😭 I need some atrocious fluff right now

I loved writing this request 🥰 .

—- Bed Time Story - — Dad!Matt blurb - —.

The house was unusually quiet for 7 p.m. No toys clattering, no chaos. Matt squinted suspiciously from the couch where he sat beside you, his hand still lazily resting on your thigh.

“Are they… asleep?” he asked, already standing.

“I don’t think so, it’s too early. Something’s up,” you said, though your voice was more amused than concerned.

You both went upstairs toward the kids’ rooms, and just as Matt reached for Emerie’s door, he paused. “Wait,” he whispered, tugging you gently back. “Listen.” From behind Emerie’s half closed door came the softest voice, almost whispering. “…and then the big bear said, ‘You can’t have the honey yet, you gotta be patient,’” Emerie said with theatrical flair. “But the little bear didn’t listen! He just climbed the tree anyway. And he fell! Boom! Right on his big fuzzy butt.” A tiny giggle followed. Cody’s.

You leaned your head against Matt’s shoulder, peeking into the room through the crack. The light from Emerie’s nightlight glowed warm and peachy, casting little stars across the ceiling. On her bed, she sat cross legged with a picture book open on her lap, the pages upside down. Cody was curled into her side like a sleepy kitten, one thumb in his mouth, the other hand gently holding onto her sleeve.

“She’s not even reading,” you whispered with a grin. “She can’t read!.”

Matt smiled, amused “She’s making up the story,”

Emerie turned the page with dramatic flair. “Then the bear’s mommy hugged him.”

Cody gave a sleepy sigh. “I like the bear, Emmie.”

“Yeah, me too, he kinda looks like you” She answers smiley.

You felt Matt squeeze your waist gently. “We have such good kids,” he said quietly.

You nodded, resting your chin on his shoulder. “The best” you whispered.

“Let’s let ’em be.” Matt said closing the door.

“But they’re so cute I wanna cry” you say waking behind Matt.

[Dividers by @bernardsbendystraws ]

[suugarbabe]

poly!animagus!slytherin boys x reader

summary: you’d like a peaceful day but the boys can’t stop fighting

warnings: fluff, small argument

an: for my bb @musingsofahufflepuff who’s had a tough day 😘

Originally your plan for your day off was to intentionally do nothing. No chores, no errands, just overall give yourself a peaceful and quiet day. Well…as quiet as living in a flat with three other people could be quiet.

You’d come to terms that there’d always be a low hum of some sort of noise or sound no matter what your own personal plans were. Usually it was shouting at a football match. Maybe some hysterical laughter here and there.

Today it was a low toned argument that you had for ambiance as you tried to doodle out some ideas floating around in your brain. It’d been forever since you actually sat down and tried to draw.

Drowning out small arguments was typically easy. Mattheo was a little bit of a hot head and Theo often found it funny to rile him up. When you heard some low tone arguing, it was easy to ignore it for a while.

However, when the disagreement got a little louder your ears perked up. It wasn’t Matty’s voice you heard; it was Enzo’s.

“That’s odd..” you mumbled to yourself, abandoning your work to head down the hall and towards the growing commotion.

Voices led you closer to the kitchen. You stayed, back pressed against the wall next to the doorway so you could hear what got your softest boy all angsty.

“You can’t just do whatever the hell you want, there are rules in this house!” Enzo’s voice raised the end of his sentence. You’d be a liar if you’d said it didn’t turn you on just a little bit to hear him yell.

Not on your list of expectations was a very passionate meow in response. Peeking your head around the doorframe you see what you will only ever futurely refer to as an adorable scene.

Sat atop the counter was Theo in cat form. You swore you saw his little eyebrows furrow as he meowed again, loudly, stomping a small paw on the counter in front of him.

“I don’t care how cute you are like this; it doesn’t mean you can just throw glasses off the counter if they’re in your way. You’re basically liquid in cat form it’s easy for you to go around them,” Enzo’s arms were crossed now, biceps pressed firmly against his hands.

Theo let out another long response, punctuating it with a hiss, pouncing closer to Enzo before backing up again.

Enzo let out a half laugh, “You know I could pick you up at any time. I’m allowing us to have this civil conversation.”

This had you snorting in response, hand clasping over your mouth quickly. But your presence was revealed as Theo spotted you, letting out a small cry of a cat yell like he’d been caught. Which technically he had been. There was no way to spin the story his way if you’d witnessed the actual conversation.

Enzo’s head whipped around, smirking when he saw you, “Ah! See, Teddy. Witness. I win.”

You walked into the room fully, sidling up next to Enzo who greets you with an arm over your shoulder and a kiss to your temple.

In response, Theo melts into the counter. Little paws are splayed out on either side of his little body while his face is half smushed into the counter. A low whine emitted from his tiny mouth before his little cat tongue stuck out.

You looked from Theo to Enzo, the latter rolling his eyes, “Merlin’s fucking beard, you’re dramatic.”

He then scooped Theo’s into his hands. Theo continued to play limp and pathetic until Enzo curled him into his chest and plastered a strong smooch between his ears.

“You know he’s gonna take this as a win right?” You teased Enzo, reaching up to scratch Theo’s head right where Enzo kissed.

He shrugged, smiling as Theo purred at your touch, “S’alright, I’ll just chew on one of his loafers later or something.” Now that you’d make sure you left the flat for.

[loveesiren]

Happy 1500!!!!

Can I get a ✍️ with Seung-Hyun please using "you can touch me, I won't break" pretty pleaseeee

I love your writing! Can't wait to read more ❤️❤️

Thank you bb! <3

Vali's 1500 Celebration (CLOSED)

warnings: nudity I guess

wc: 432

Knowing Seunghyun since childhood meant your lives were permanently intertwined—woven together through scraped knees, first heartbreaks, and secrets in the dark. He had been your anchor in every storm, the arms you collapsed into when the world turned too cruel. He’d held your hand through funerals, breakups, panic attacks—never asking for anything in return. Just there. Always there.

And that was the beautiful part.

But it also made moments like this unbearably complicated.

You sat fully naked on the bed, your breath shallow as his eyes flickered over your bare skin, hesitant and reverent all at once. His jaw was tight, his hands clenched at his sides like he didn’t trust them not to tremble if he touched you. Like touching you would make this moment too real to undo.

“Seunghyun…” you said gently, your voice just above a whisper. “Look at me. Are you okay?”

He blinked, as if pulled from deep thought. His eyes finally met yours, glassy and full of something unspoken. “I… I don’t want to hurt you. Like the others did…” he said softly, like the words physically pained him.

A sad smile tugged at your lips. “You won’t. You never have,” you said, inching closer until your knees brushed his. “You can touch me, Seunghyun. I promise—I won’t break.”

His eyes darted away again, like he was ashamed of the way his body was betraying his caution. “I just… I don’t want to ruin this. Ruin us. We’ve come too far, and if this changes everything—”

“How could it?” you interrupted, your voice thick with emotion. You reached out, cupping his face in your hands, feeling the familiar shape of his cheekbones beneath your palms. “I love you, Seunghyun. I always have. This isn’t some impulsive thing for me. It’s you. It’s always been you.”

You stared into those deep brown eyes that had watched you grow up, seen every version of you—flawed, messy, grieving, joyful—and loved you anyway. “But I only want this if you do.”

His breath hitched, and for a moment, you swore he stopped breathing altogether. Then, in the softest voice you’d ever heard from him, he whispered, “So much… I want this so much.”

Your heart swelled, the weight of years crashing into your chest in one overwhelming beat. You smiled, warm and sincere, laced with relief and love. “Then come here,” you giggled, tugging gently at his shirt as you pulled him into your embrace.

And as he leaned over you, pressing his body against yours, it wasn’t lust that filled the room—it was devotion. Pure, patient, and long overdue.

[makesitprecious]

Karen’s representation in lighting in both BB: DA (and subsequently DD)

(I did NOT expect this to get so detailed)

The softest of lighting for Karen and Matt’s “I know you better than anyone, it’s the two of us and our memories of our good friend who believed in our purpose of helping the city” moment at Josie’s means so much.

For the season, in its entirety, there have been very bold, washing colors like when Matt was shot (fading to complete red) or Pointdexter in blue. Red in lighting symbolizes anger and violence, even change. Matt has been shown standing in flickering red and black — both in the pilot and finale — mostly as sign that he is half Daredevil and half Matt, both embodied.

Karen has been backlit with light yellow and white (heavenly/pure colors) two times in the finale: when she first arrived to drive the boys back to Frank’s place and also in this secluded moment at Josie’s. 🤍🩵💛

Even in her last scene with Matt in episode 1, it was in the brighter daylight light with a warm tone/the whites of the halls/marble floors as the set:

I’m getting on my theater major high horse sorry not sorry - but having a soft backlit glow is romantic, peaceful and calming. Showing both Matt and Karen in a soft sky blue with white tints is very calming to us as humans, because blue is the color we see most often due to the sky (blue jeans go “with everything” for this reason. Our brains are wired).

🌟 When she’s patching Matt up in this season finale, they are focused under a white light, having the pair stand out in the bunker. After that ✨ little moment ✨ Frank, Karen and Matt are all in the standard lighting of the bunker, back on “neutral” lighting terms, the messages are once again in the acting and script (damn…. She said no to that coffee y’all…)

EVEN IF THIS T’WERE NOT ROMANTIC, JUST READING IT FROM A TWO PEOPLE WHO ARE FRIENDS PERSECTIVE: they are each others safe space. They each share half the screen, taking up the same amount of screen completing the picture as a whole. In this moment they are the only people who carry on Foggy’s legacy and represent knowing each other completely, both “dark” and “light” sides.

On a love interest note, Elektra was often shown in bold, dark colors like when he visited “her” apartment at night and their battles together/against each other often at night. Her offset colors were mostly yellows: in the gym or Matt’s apartment, in college when they break into the house. It shows that as a character, from a vigilante perspective, she is rarely seen “in the light”. Elektra is an anti-hero and prefers to think of herself that way. In the daylight she’s usually murdering people so… but she knows who she is slay queen slay. Respect, I love you, terrifying queen assassin.♥️♠️

Dark colors:

The gym is an interesting take for both Elektra and Matt romantically, Matt by himself and surprise surprise MATT AND KAREN. When he’s with Elektra having sex on the most questionably-hygienic boxing mat, the lighting is very ✨ golden ✨ BUT!! With interesting creeping tones of red lighting in this scene, representative of both Daredevil, Elektra and ❤️ love ❤️

When Matt is alone at the gym it’s pretty dusty af but lit depending on his mood, the emotions of the show and his loneliness.

Are we SUPRISED NO WE ARE NOT that when Karen and Matt talk at the gym, gone!!! Are those particular colors and back are those whites and rich purples (a dark color that can represent mourning but also love) Karen is very purple/pink = a BIG moment in s1ep1 when she’s at his apartment.

White “heavenly” light ex:

^^^ The first moment so many people were cued into “oh… ohhhhhh is this… BECOMING SOMETHING???”

^^^ Their first date is LITERALLY THOUSANDS OF BEAUTIFUL TWINKLING LIGHTS.

^^ Foggy is shown in white light/“good” lighting too because of the innocence, purity and friendship he brings Matt.

Frank, in this DD:BA season is only shown at night or his bunker lighting. DARK DARK DARK. Not surprised, we needed that, as Matt often does, because Frank will cross a line Matt won’t. Dude straight up loves wearing black.

Don’t get me started on Karen and Matt’s outfits also being light colors (and a lot of dark colors when they aren’t together, like when she’s working at the bulletin):

^^^ Bright lighting and soft blues is calming, signifying a peaceful moment also clarity and caring. Even if you don’t ship it, Karen has several moments of this with Frank. When he saves her from her apartment shooting, it is tinged a dark yellow, not a golden light/sunshine yellow.

IS THIS A RULE OF THUMB? Nope!

Foggy and Matt have their Foggy confronts Matt about being Daredevil fight in white/daylight lighting. Interesting!!! Choice!!!

Karen and Matt’s first two kisses are at night (but! They are bathed in golden light both times, so it’s a bit of a cheat)

Karen and Matt’s “you are not alone” moment doesn’t take place in bright/white/heavenly light scheme, it happens in the dark yellow and dark greys and blacks of the office at night, but that’s the whole point. Their inner light and bond is them in that moment, not their dull surroundings.

Matt and Foggy’s fun college flash backs are at night or the tinted yellow or their dorm room is when they first meet. Damn, lighting department Fcking loves yellow.

It’s not like Elektra, Frank and Fisk don’t walk outside in the daylight. I’m not that much of an idiot.

Karen tells Matt to fuckkkk offffff when she finds Stick and Elektra in his apartment and that is outside, full day light. Go off queen.

💡 Lighting, like emotions, changes! It is not firmly bad or good, but most of the time subliminal like costumes/props and set dressings. The curtains are blue for a reason, but sometimes it’s the only fabric the poor set dresser could buy last minute.

Honestly? Could talk about this forever. Yeah, I could have placed this in a read more or kept it to a paragraph, but…. The Karen and Matt Are Besties (and ❤️) boat has set sail in DD:BA.

[cokou]

I HAVE RETURNED ONCE AGAIN!!

first I wanna say congrats to my pookie for getting over 100 followers 😍😍 (im so late 🤭)

but my request today is strawhats x gn!reader (or any gender you like) and literally just random cuddling headcannonss- ngl ive been feeling lonely af and need 2 get 2gether (I should be going for therapy, but instead I sit in my room and simp for fictional anime boys that will never be real 😔😔)

-(ps; this was ashs1mps4ace ☺️)

Note ✉* ~ OMG TY SM FOR THE CONGRATS I LOVE YOU BB || Last fic of all before i go hiatus because I love this request and i should do it so i did!! 🥰🥰 || Do not translate, transfer, or reform, this is my only account (exp. Ao3), will not be cross posted anywhere. || 𖤐٭┆Masterlist

Summary* ~ Title itself, cuddling hcs! Warnings* ~ sweet cuddlings😋 || Genre* ~ SFW

ᶜᵃʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵐᵘˢᶦᶜ, ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ?

❝MONKEY D. LUFFY❞

•Honestly, he is such a silly boy. I just know that he would use his gum-gum fruit and wrap his arms around you more than 10 times!

•Coming in as number 2 for the most softest and most smooth skin ever, i mean he's basically rubber right? He would be very nice to cuddle with especially with him fruit. You could hug him tightly and you'll feel like you're hugging a piece of huge HUGE pillow.

•Did i mention that he laughs every 5 seconds of cuddling? Yeah, he would be laughing for an hour straight with his arms wrapped around you.

•He isn't the top fan of cuddles, but whenever you initiate it or maybe if he's feeling a bit under the weather he would make it as an exception.

❝RORONOA ZORO❞

•Said no the first time you had asked him if you two could cuddle. After you convinced him, he actually enjoyed most of it and would never admit that he did.

•Whenever you ask him he'd say, "Again with that stupid thing? Okay let's go." Would drag you to the bed and never let you go untill he's asleep or you need to go to the bathroom.

•His skin is fairly rough but also soft, his muscles could headlock you anytime and you're afraid of it happening. He squeezes you so tight and he thinks that he's doing it softly and that you were enjoying it, but reality is you cant even breathe with his arms around you.

•Falls asleep as soon as you land on the bed and snores so loud it deafens you.

❝NAMI❞

•She 100% initiated to hug and cuddle with you! Super sweet, super soft, super smooth, and smells amazing. You enjoy being in her arms everytime you get the chance, so you savor every second.

•Usually happens everytime she's irritated and wants to get off some steam and happens every night you two will be going to sleep.

•Arms so soft you fell asleep as soon as she wrapped her arms around you, and she smells so nice (money) that you always end up falling asleep on her arms and got her complaining that she cant feel anything other than a familiar static feeling in her arms.

•Although when you are the one who initiate it, there would absolutely be no problem at all, neither of you two turns down the offer of the endless soft cuddles!!

❝VINSMOKE SANJI❞

•HIS USUAL HEART EYES BABY!! Would 100000% initiate it and would NOT stop bothering you until you accept his offer, luckily it only takes you 1 time to actually accept his offer.

•He prepares the bed wayyy before he asks you, designs it with rose petals, scented candles, roses on the bed, the room smells like your favorite scent, and of course his cooking!!

•Once you two cuddle, he will never let go. His hug is suprisingly loose, to make you comfortable. He would offer you everything you need, foods, blankets, more pillows, you name it!

•He also smells like rose petals and little bit of deo (for hygiene ofc) and that makes it even more enjoyable in his arms!

❝USOPP❞

•... "Whats that?"

•Had to go on a full 1 hour explanation of what cuddling is and how it works to him. He listens so intense and he almost looks like a child missing the point of a lesson😭. He also bombards you with soooo much questions.

•But after all, he agrees to cuddle with you and you both enjoy the time being with each other. Also he doesn't know how to cuddle so you take in as the big spoon!

•Im sorry to say this but, i personally think he smells a bit like guava. It's not in a rude way but personally because they're sometimes so busy that they cant even take a bath, so cuddles with him are only happening after he takes a bath.

❝TONY TONY CHOPPER❞

• "Hehe, asking me to cuddle isn't gonna make me flattered!"

•THE SOFTEST OF EVERYONE, i mean he's a furball right? He feels like a cuddly bear and he doesn't like that. He thinks that it offends him whenever he gets called anything else other than a reindeer.

•Would only accept cuddles if you'd help him with his rumble balls making, Which you always do so it isn't that big of a problem. The only thing is that the ingredients are most definitely the hardest part.

•He smells like a newly bathed puppy in strawberry scented shampoo. He also falls asleep very fast in your arms and would deny that he enjoyed his time with you, he thinks you're very sweet and kind so he reluctantly agree (he'd refuse to everyone)!

❝NICO ROBIN❞

•You would be the first to initiate and she would accept without hesitation, so many reasons why. She thinks that you're the sweetest of every strawhat (besides chopper) and that you seem very delicate.

•Her hair smells like fresh flower scented shampoo and she is very soft, her arms gives you so much comfort and of course she uses her devil fruit whenever you two cuddle.

•Her devil fruit helps her big spoon you and gives you extra warmth in her arms that youll never forget, ever. She's also sometimes the one who initiates the cuddling session but mostly you.

•Cuddles happens regularly before sleep and waking up, with her beside you and arms on you, you take long before getting off the bed with her wince you wanna stay with her in that position forever. We love Robin!!

©Cokou 2024, all works belongs to me.

[ruru195]

Bendy & Cuphead Couple Headcanons – Cute & Weird Edition

Cuphead’s Shoulder Habit – Whenever Cuphead talks to Bendy, he always rests his head on Bendy’s shoulder, even if it’s for just a second. It’s second nature at this point.

Micro Kiss Machine – Instead of giving a short answer, Cuphead just spams tiny kisses on Bendy’s face before actually answering. Bendy melts every time.

Narrator Bendy – Bendy treats Cuphead’s body like an undiscovered land, moving his fingers across him while narrating dramatically with Cuphead giggling all the time: “And here we have… the legendary valley of freckles, kissed by the gods themselves! And—oh! What’s this?! The softest, most magnificent abs?! Truly, a land of wonder!”

Hair Styling Bonding – Bendy lets his hair grow just a little so Cuphead can style it. Cuphead loves it, coming up with different hairstyles every day (sometimes ridiculous ones). Bendy just goes with it.

Sleepy Hair Crimes – Sometimes, when they sleep together, Bendy starts eating Cuphead’s hair in his sleep like some weird instinct. Cuphead wakes up to Bendy chewing his head like a snack, completely unaware. Cuphead: “Bendy. WHAT are you doing?” Bendy (still half-asleep): “Mmm. Jello.” Cuphead: “STOP EATING MY HAIR.” Bendy: “...No.”

Chest Pillow Bendy – Bendy loves resting on Cuphead’s chest while playing with his hair, sometimes playing with the little heart bubbles in Cuphead’s hair.

Dancing & Singing Dorks – They randomly break into song and dance, whether they’re cleaning, cooking, or just vibing. Full-on musical numbers. Bendy sometimes dips Cuphead dramatically.

Tail Wrap Trick – Bendy wraps his tail around Cuphead’s leg or arm absentmindedly. Sometimes he does it to pull Cuphead closer. Sometimes he does it just to mess with him when Cuphead’s trying to focus.

Nail Art Sessions – Cuphead loves painting their nails together. Sometimes he does something fancy, sometimes he just goes for bright, silly colors. Bendy doesn’t mind, as long as they match.

Staring Contests of Doom – They randomly start intense staring contests. The loser (first to blink) has to do whatever the winner says. Bendy usually wins by cheating (kissing Cuphead mid-contest).

Tickle Ambush – Cuphead is ridiculously ticklish and Bendy abuses this knowledge. Cuphead swears revenge.

Cuphead’s Dumb Love Letters – Sometimes, Cuphead will leave handwritten notes for Bendy that just say things like: "I love you, you little gremlin." Or "Marry me, demon boy. (P.S. I stole your fries.)"

Bendy’s Secret Soft Side – Bendy acts all tough, but if Cuphead ever calls him “mi amorcito” in a sweet voice, Bendy malfunctions and goes red.

The Hoodie Curse – Cuphead steals Bendy’s hoodies. Bendy pretends to be annoyed but buys more oversized ones just so Cuphead will take them.

The Ultimate Sleep Position – They always fall asleep tangled together. Cuphead clings like a koala while Bendy wraps his tail around them both like a living blanket.

Cuphead’s Nickname Overload – Cuphead gives Bendy ridiculous nicknames: "My little inky mess", "Gremlin", "Demonic cutie", "Ink-credible babe", "Little Bee", "B", "BB", "Flaco", "Croissant", "Crescent Moon"

Bendy’s Petty Revenge – If Cuphead messes with him too much, Bendy steals his straw and hides it. Watching Cuphead panic for hours is Bendy’s favorite kind of chaos.

They’re chaotic, weird, and disgustingly in love.

[pinkslipxox]

can u write a valentine’s day smut with mikooo 😫🙏

hola mami!! Yesss ofc! Hope you like it, bb 🥹💕

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“Mami?” you call out as you step into the apartment, longing for the comforting touch of your girlfriend’s embrace after a tiring day at work.

The sun is beginning to set, casting golden hues across the Puerto Rican skyline, and your cozy living is filled with a warm glow. There is a lingering scent of sweet, flavored smoke intermingled with vanilla in the air, and the familiarity of it makes you feel even more anxious to have your girlfriend’s tattooed arms around you. As you put your shoes by the entrance, you call out for your girlfriend a second time, but you are met with silence again.

Curiosity makes you venture through the hallway, peeking your head into the small at-home studio to see if she’s there, but she is not. You check the bathroom as well as the guest bedroom but she is nowhere to be found. Just when you are about to call for her a third time, you hear the faint sound of soft music playing from your shared bedroom. There, laid on her side on the bed, is Miko in all her glory with a smirk plastered on her face.

There are scattered rose petals across the bed and floor, creating an intimate sanctuary, and candles that illuminate the room with a warm, soft glow. You are speechless as you can’t help but take in the sight of her gentle curves of her waist and hips, the way her dark brown hair cascades over her shoulders, and the mischievous glint in her baby blue eyes that speak of the plans she has in store for the two of you. Miko’s eyes never leave yours as she gracefully makes her way towards you, her steps slow and deliberate, and stops just inches away from your face. Her fingers racing lightly over your hips, her eyes silently searching yours for approval to continue, and at a nod of your head, Miko closes the small gap between your lips with hers.

The kiss is passionate, fierce and thrilling, her tongue massaging against yours, coaxing the softest moans and gasps from each other. Miko’s grip around your waist tightens, possessive and protective. Her other hand gently cradles your cheek, her thumb stroking the soft skin. When you pull back, both of you are breathless, your foreheads resting against each other.

“Ven conmigo, pequeña,” Miko murmurs, her voice a low, husky rumble that sends shivers down your spine.

She leads you to the bed by the hand, fingers intertwined with yours, and at your approval, Miko starts to undress you. Your heartbeat quickens as she plants kisses to your neck and along your collarbone, her teeth gently grazing the skin. With a swift motion, you are pinned against the soft bed, your girlfriend hovering over you with a smirk. She captures your lips against yours again, this time more urgently, her touches becoming more bolder.

“Miko…” you whimper as she begins to suck on your breast, her warm tongue swirling deliciously around your hardened nipple. Her other hand gropes your other breast, massaging it in slow, circular motions.

“Eres tan fucking hermosa, nena,” Miko praises, her lips traveling down to your stomach, and then to your waistline. You shudder in anticipation, the ache between your legs becoming almost unbearable. Miko takes her sweet time kissing your inner thighs, her tongue giving a quick swipe to the skin there with each kiss.

“M-Miko, please— Oh, my God!” you moan as Miko’s warm tongue glides along your folds, her nose pressed against your pelvic bone. You reach down and urge her further into your pussy, desperate, hungry for more.

You move your hips along to the rhythm, your moans and gasps echoing the bedroom. Miko firmly holds your hips in place, her tongue working expertly on your core, and you can hardly contain yourself. Your legs begin to shake and the blissful pressure in your tummy feels as if it’s about to burst.

“M-Miko! I’m gonna… ah!” you cry out, your body surrendering to the orgasm, surrendering to your girlfriend.

But Miko isn’t done yet.

“You can another,” she growls, her voice a deep rumble that vibrates through the air. Miko pauses, and then adds, her voice softer, “Si es que quieres continuar.”

Your heart melts at how considerate Miko is being, despite the passion you both have endured. You nod, and before you know it, Miko switches positions so that she is laid on the mattress and that you are on top. A knowing smirk graces your lips as you hook one of your legs around hers, the other dug into the mattress, your bodies meeting together and forming into one. A whimper escapes your lips as you begin to move your hips with Miko’s, the sudden friction of your clit rubbing with hers reigniting the fire inside you.

“Fuck! Miko, oh my God!” you half-whimper, half-moan, tossing your head back, gripping the headboard for support.

Miko grips your hips, her nails digging into your skin. “Carajo… así, mami…” she murmurs, her hips buckling, and she moans, a melodious sound that encourages you to go harder, faster.

Finally, as you both reached that breathtaking peak, you collapse on top of Miko, breathless and glowing. Miko pulls you closer to her, her lips pressing your forehead as she murmurs affectionate words and praises in Spanglish. It’s as if the two of you exist in a bubble, where nothing else matters but this intoxicating connection. And you realize that this is where you belong, in her arms, limbs tangled with hers, hearts beating as one in the midst of this Valentine’s Day evening.

[sanjoongie]

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐

ღPairing: Jung Wooyoung x Reader (f)

ღAu: office au, single parent au

ღTrope: Rivals to Lovers

ღGenre: fluff, pure and simple

ღRating: PG, MDNI (regardless of the genre I do not allow minors to interact with my work)

ღWarnings: Wooyoung is a little shit, child temper tantrum, slightly spoiled child rearing, you will fall in love with petal and wooyoung with petal

ღWord Count: 1,037

ღSummary: when you inexplicably have to bring your daughter to work, she bonds with the one person you wished she wouldn't

ღBeta's: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland who will beta even the softest of soft fluff for me

ღDedication: @smallfrye & @starlitmark my bbs who love the dad/single parent aus. this one is for you. and to @daesukiii my favorite wooyoung stan who just about lost it when i told her about this

ღInspired by this. Enjoy this soft fic for the easter long weekend 💞

ღdivider by @cafekitsune

You knew it was a bad idea to bring your daughter to your office while you worked but when your fucker of an ex-husband dumped her on you--on his week--and your babysitter gone south for the week, you were out of options.

You knew it was a bad idea but the feeling didn’t cement until you saw her with Jung Wooyoung.

Wooyoung was everything you hated in a coworker. He was lazy, he was always playing around at work and most importantly, he somehow managed to get everything done. As someone who worked diligently at the software company, Wooyoung was the one person you hated to interact with. 

So seeing your daughter patiently draw flowers on some printer paper, explaining to him which ones were her favorite and which ones were her Mama’s favorite, hit a nerve.

“Petal, what are you up to?” You chirped, sitting opposite of her at the lunch table.

“I’m teaching Wooyoungie about flowers,” Your daughter informed you solemnly. 

Wooyoungie. Uh oh. 

You hummed in acknowledgement. Wooyoung wore a tiny smile of smugness which you couldn't contend while in front of your daughter. “Is he listening?” You asked.

Your daughter nodded. “Yes, Mama,” she responded, completely focused on the task at hand, which was struggling to draw the shape of lilies. 

“Am I a good listener, Petal?” Wooyoung prompted from your daughter.

You glared over the precious head of your daughter. She was normally very shy, how the hell did he coax her to sit on his lap and draw? Not to mention, you did not appreciate your rival using your pet name for your daughter. 

Your daughter stopped drawing and looked up at Wooyoung like he hung the stars in the sky. She smiled brightly and nodded and then went back to her drawing. Fuck.

Wooyoung preened, pleased at the praise. You rolled your eyes. “Well, it’s lunch now, Petal. Remember how Mama said she’d take you to your favorite place?”

“Chicken nuggies, Chicken nuggies!” Your daughter chanted, bouncing in Wooyoung’s lap. “Can Wooyoungie come too?”

“No, Petal, it’s just--” you and me never left your mouth because your daughter threw a fit.

“That’s not fair!” She threw her pencil across the room and raged. “I want Wooyoungie to come!”

You opened your mouth to scold your daughter but Wooyoung somehow got to it first. “Now Petal,” He said patiently. He turned your daughter around so that he could look at her face to face. “That’s no way to act at Mama’s workplace. And we say chicken nuggets not chicken nuggies.”

Oh this bitch. You bristled at Wooyoung correcting your daughter, even though that was exactly what you were going to say. She was your daughter, not his. Who was he--?

Your daughter’s lower lip pushed out, her voice sounding wobbly. “But Wooyoungie!”

Wooyoung shook his head. “Apologize to Mama.”

“Mama,” Your daughter wailed softly, crocodile tears building up at the corner of her eyes.

“You’re forgiven,” You said quickly. “Wooyoungie can come.” You winced at mimicking your daughter.

“Yay!” Tears gone and forgotten, it seemed, as she threw her arms around Wooyoung’s neck and proclaimed him the best.

Lunch went surprisingly well. Wooyoung coaxed your daughter to eat pretty much everything. You had to school your face when he let her feed him. You actually managed to eat your own food since Wooyoung had your daughter preoccupied. Back at the office, you were able to work, even though every so often you looked over your monitor to see Wooyoung and your daughter seemingly having the time of their lives. It grated against your nerves that your daughter was practically in love with your rival at work but you couldn't help but acknowledge how well behaved she was because of his presence. 

Before you knew it, it was the end of the day, and a moment you were lowkey dreading. You had to tell your daughter that it was time to say goodbye to Wooyoung and you knew she was going to throw a fit. 

“Petal, time to say goodbye to Wooyoung, okay? He’s gotta go home now, we’re done work,” You spoke sweetly to your stubborn daughter.

“No,” Your daughter said petulantly, “I don’t want to.” Her chubby arms were wound around Wooyoung’s neck so tightly, you were surprised he wasn’t choking.

Wooyoung bounced your young daughter in his arms like. “Hear that? She doesn’t want to.”

“You’re not helping things, Wooyoung,” You growled.

“Mama~!” Your daughter started up again. “I’m staying with Wooyoung.”

You winced. “Petal, you can’t stay with Wooyoung, he has his own home to go to, and we do too.”

“Don't want to,” Your daughter refused again.

“She doesn’t want to!” Wooyoung reaffirmed.

You began to rub your temples. Other than ripping your crying child from Wooyoung’s arms, you didn’t know what else you could do. 

“Guess you’re coming home with me, huh?” Wooyoung said to your daughter, which caused your heart to leap into your throat. In fact, you were two steps towards him before you could stop yourself.

“Mmmm,” Your daughter agreed, playing with Wooyoung’s necklace. 

You set aside your pride and pleaded with your rival. “Wooyoung, please.”

Wooyoung cuddled your daughter to his chest, placing a hand delicately on her head--and over her ears. “Listen, come back to my place. Let her tire herself out and then you can take her home when she falls asleep.”

You raised an eyebrow at him. Wooyoung? Being reasonable?

He had the decency to look slightly bashful. “I kinda egged her on. Let me buy you dinner?”

The look in his eyes was a little too hopeful but you dismissed it. “Fine. But this is a one-off time, Wooyoung.”

Your daughter struggled in Wooyoung’s arms, wanting to hear what the adults were saying. “Wooyoungie’s home?” She said, with almost a similar, hopeful, look in her eyes.

You sighed heavily. “Yes, Petal, we’ll go to Wooyoungie’s.” 

You visibly winced at mimicking your daughter again. Wooyoung didn’t let it go a second time, however. He winked at you and said, “Hopefully you’ll start calling me Wooyoungie at work.”

“Don’t even Wooyoung,” You said under your breath.

And Wooyoung had a smug smile on his face the entire elevator ride down.

taglist: @hijirikaww @k-pop-ology

[princesa-querida]

High Tea featuring Choso

Pairing: Choso Kamo x Fem! Reader WC: 1.4K CW: All the fluff Description: Choso surprises you with a reservation at the Tea Room at the Botanical Gardens!

Note: BB, I hope you like this! Let me know how you felt with Cho! <3

Tags: @pixelcafe-network, @dreamingkitsunewrites

Choso kept bouncing his knee up and down in the apartment, waiting for you to come home. He wanted to surprise you with something you and he haven't done. It was different from visiting pubs, listening to bands that were up and coming, bantering back and forth with each other, laughing, and sharing the softest kisses in between. However hard his exterior, Choso deep down was soft, and he adored the floor you walked on.

You walked into your flat, exhausted from the day you had at work. You crash onto the couch and exhale loudly. You cover your eyes with your arm, just waiting for the outcomes of the day to wash away and joyful to be here with the one you love. You move your arm, looking over at you nervously. Choso didn't know if this was a good time to bring up the surprise. He doesn't want to burden you, but he also wants to know if you'll like or hate the surprise.

You relax and take his hand into yours. The way that your fingers interlace with his helps his racing heart slow down and grants him the courage to tell you what he has planned. "I…have a surprise. I know it'll be different from our usual outings…but you deserve beauty and beautiful things…" He stutters as he's trying to just tell you where you're going. He pulls an envelope out of the back pocket of his trousers. He hands it over to you in the most gentle way that he can. You can see that he's trembling, your heart melting, the desire to quell his anxieties and just hold him. You take it from him and open it. Within the contents, it's two tickets to the Botanical Gardens and confirmation of a reservation to have high tea within the grounds. You look over to him, his eyes are telling you that he needs to know what you think. You pounce on him on the couch, embracing him. You can smell the shampoo on his hair, further melting into the hug. "This is such a thoughtful gift! I'm so excited to do this with you, but are you sure you'll feel comfortable doing this?"

He stares at the ceiling, contemplating the answer to your question. "I don't know if I'll like the food, but I know that I'd be the happiest man to be surrounding my lady with the most beautiful flowers. If it gets too hot, we can hide in the small museum archives, I'd still have something beautiful in the end." His ears are red, but his shy smile steals your heart. You see how much thought he put into this for you. You feel so lucky that he wants to spend time with you at the gardens, but also that he nabbed a reservation at the tea room. It's very coveted by many to get a reservation on that specific day and time. The way his arms rest on your waist makes this feel all the better, and you couldn't wait for your big date with Choso.

The day came; You both had agreed that you could not go to the tea room wearing t-shirts, jeans, and flannel. Instead, you both compromised on dressing in your best garments. You both decided to go thrifting and find a nice dress to complement your outing. He helped you choose the one that would make you stand out amongst the flowers. You chose a blazer and a tie that would match the colour of your dress. He found a pair of trousers that were not denim, putting the whole look together in the dressing room. You both feel the buzz as you pose in front of the mirror, wondering how today's outing will turn out.

He drove in a car that belonged in a junkyard, but it still ran and got him from point A to point B. The car has never broken down, so it was a perfect carriage for both of you. He was acting more gentlemanly than usual, opening the door for you and offering his arm as he escorted you into the grounds. He eagerly handed the tickets to the attendant. The attendant gives you a sticker each to signify that you paid for your entrance. You're informed to always have the sticker visible at all times. They hand you a brochure and also signal to follow the signs if you need to get to the tea room in the centre of the gardens.

Entering the grounds, you're in awe of how well-maintained everything is. You quickly observe that they're selling parasols as it will be a high of 29°C. Choso observes you staring at them. "Which colour do you want?" You turn to him with a beaming smile and point to the one that caught your eye. He would gladly buy you anything and everything you want. He worked those extra shifts a while back to be able to provide you with this perfect day today. He holds the parasol for you as you walk towards the tea room. The sun is beaming, but he won't let it bother him; he just knows that today is all about you.

The tea room is beautiful. There is an indoor section with beautiful tea sets and linens. In the patio area, it overlooks a meadow of tulips. For today, your reservation is outside, perfect for this present moment. You are given a menu with a tea selection, along with a menu and a separate one for specific dietary restrictions. There is light banter between you and him, and you try to keep the noise down as there are other patrons nearby, but you'll never change for anyone, and you don't want Choso to do so either. He lets you choose from the menu what you want, and you both select your own choice of tea. He goes for the Jasmine Green tea, with you deciding to go for a recommendation, feeling a little adventurous in the moment. Your serving towers of food include cucumber sandwiches, ham & cheese sandwiches, various spreads, and a variety of cookies and tarts for dessert. Choso resists making a face, but he does not enjoy the texture of the cucumber sandwiches. He makes an effort to enjoy the various spreads, but his face sours at the spices used. You offer him the ham & cheese sandwiches instead, and you'd happily eat the other choices for food. He's ashamed that he couldn't conceal his reactions, but you're always happy to accommodate him. He wasn't as keen on the tarts either, so you settled for eating the tarts and he could enjoy the cookies. You're proud of him for making an effort to try new things with you. "Thank you, baby." You lean in to kiss his cheek, causing him to blush slightly.

After settling the bill, you walk around the various gardens. There's a Japanese garden with a built-in bridge overlooking a koi pond. He decides to photograph you with the parasol, near the blossoms; you were so beautiful in this moment, he needed to keep this memory to himself forever. You pull him close when he's done, so he can take a selfie with you. The way the sunbeams beneath you forces Choso to close his eyes as the picture is taken. The smiles are never concealed, making this a picture-perfect moment. He guides you through the various gardens with flora and structures unique to the country that inspires it. Each one is more unique and beautiful than the last. The afternoon makes the skies above a shade of orange and pink, and you wonder how you got so lucky. Just as you are about to share how you feel with him, you hear a giant rumble. Choso grins, concealing his embarrassment that he's very hungry.

"How about your favourite place tonight? My treat!" You take his hand and pull him towards the exit. He rushes to open the door for you and then gets in the car. He loosens his tie and takes off his blazer. He starts the car, chasing down the sunset, driving to his favourite dinner spot, excited to finally eat something that he knows he will enjoy.

[bonefall]

Do you have any plans for Frost’s littermates in ASC?

It's odd that Canon!Curlfeather is portrayed on the screen as a scheming character who was fully willing to manipulate her daughter into a position of power, and smart enough to know that she needed lackeys to carry out her dirtywork... and yet, seemingly had no plans for her other two kids.

On one hand, I can understand her wanting to "use" her family as little as possible. You could say she's willing to make a sacrifice with Frostkit's comfort, but wants to spare her other children from it.

On the other hand... I just don't feel like that works. I want to portray BB!Curlfeather as someone who truly believes every choice she made was good for her children. She might reconsider some of her beliefs based on her closeness to Morningstar while in the Dark Forest, but in life, she is absolutely the sort of person who would have a use in mind for her kittens.

I'm not super proud of these quick designs I made for Mistpaw and Graypaw, but here's a first draft;

You probably notice that they're all dog-like, and that's because they are direct descendants of Bluestar in BB! WOLF MOTIF BABEY

In fact, this is going to be a massive contributor towards their characterizations. I may be shuffling my tree in some other ways to make for better faction drama in RiverClan, but BB!Curlfeather priding her lineage, especially as it connects to Crookedstar and Stonefur, is very important to how it shapes her identity.

DESIGN AND DRABBLE BENEATH THE CUT;

On the wolf motif as a whole;

To begin with; note the apple-leaf eye markings! They are subject to the Mapleshade Curse.

Something I like to play with a lot is misconceptions about wolf behavior. For Bluestar herself, where this all began, I use the myth of the "lone wolf" as symbolism that she never truly acted alone.

At every turn, she had friends and family. Her sacrifices, her ruling style, everything she's ever done, is based on her love for both ThunderClan as well as the cats in other Clans.

The symbol of her friend group, the Forget-Me-Not, comes to symbolize Fire Alone as an ideology.

So... the Curlkin.

What I'm playing with is the idea that wolves are perfect, ferociously strong predators from birth.

Curlfeather wants to eventually give her children strong, respectable positions in the Clan. For Frostpaw, that's the Cleric position.

For the other kids, she was still assessing them as they were growing. Deputyship would have been for one of them, but she hadn't planned so far ahead that it would have been unreasonable.

"When you see a fish upstream, you don't race ahead to catch it downriver."

So, she wanted Mist and Gray to be strong and always encouraged them to achieve greatness. They were battle training as soon as they could, and never missed a day.

But it wasn't really their interest, and they weren't really "naturally gifted" or anything. They just do what their mom tells them is good to do for their future.

As a result I want all of them to look a little goofy in some way, except Curlfeather herself.

Frostpaw herself is the softest of the lot, but I want to make sure Gray and Mist are pretty obviously sweeter than they seem too.

Unfortunately though, I don't think I captured what I was going for. I'm definitely gonna give the Frost Siblings a second pass, while Frostpaw will just get refined a little.

Graypaw

He's naturally huge. Even as a newborn, people would comment about him being a big fat kitten.

As a result, he was probably the most "promising," early on.

Understand though; this wasn't necessarily nefarious. Having accomplished warriors as offspring is a sign of a great warrior, it makes a strong family.

It didn't mean she only saw her largest child as an opportunity. He just had great potential, which she would nourish.

He's a little bit entitled as a result. He's big, he works hard, his family's a big deal, he knows it.

And that's sort of his "issue," if you want to call it that. He's not really interested in honor for honor's sake, or improving himself for the sake of the Clan, the way his mother would expect a great warrior like herself to be.

He likes the tangible rewards of strength and is motivated by approval.

...which causes him to be a bully to those he considers weaker.

That ear got shredded in a fight somehow, I haven't decided yet if there's going to be another set of apprentices around the time, if it was Splashtail or his sister, or if it was a cat from another Clan who got tired of his shit lmaoo

(In any case it was NOT his mother.)

Since him and his sister have "obedient to their mother" as major personality traits, I decided to give them both domestic dog characteristics. Graypaw has a german shepherd "stance."

I really like when people give Gray some cream in his design, so I made him look kinda like how I imagine Stonefur.

I don't really like it, though, especially since he's usually described as "silver tabby."

In my next draft, I'll probably make him look more like "Swansong if he had the wolf motif."

And also fatter. They are not fat enough. These are RiverClan warriors and they are all too damn skinny.

Frostpaw

Since this arc began, I've imagined that Frosty has a sort of "little red riding hood" vibe. It's been mixing in my head with the wolf motif, the phrase "wool over the eyes," and the idea of a wolf in sheep's clothing to result in a sort of wooly cloak idea.

Something about a wolf cub who doesn't know who to trust-- the Big Bad Wolf, or the Lumberjack with a blood-soaked axe.

Lost, confused, their whole world turned upside down.

(hmmm.... maybe I'll do a thing where, before their mom's death, the wool covers her eyes. When she sees her die, the look of shock and horror is etched into her face forever.)

In BB, the Clan cats are monitored by scientists. They wouldn't be spaying or neutering the subjects of their investigation-- so I made her iconic "scars" MUCH bigger.

In fact, they're autopsy stitches. I'm going for a sort of "BROUGHT BACK FROM THE DEAD" vibe there.

Real "there is no way you would have survived those injuries without modern medicine" hours

I'm satisfied with this design, so I probably won't be changing it much besides tweaks. Though, I might make it so her "belly" wasn't exposed before the scientists shaved it to stitch her back up.

NOTE: If you wanna see more Frostpaw Plans, go check out this post where I jotted down a ton of ideas, it's also got further links to explore on BB!ASC thoughts I've been sitting on

Mistpaw

This is the one I like the least. She looks waaaaay too much like an Ivypool.

In my next pass I need to make her look cuter and goofier, give her some curls.

Like Graypaw, she only has one particularly unique scene in ASC so I'm building her personality around that.

Graypaw was a bit of a bully, so Mistpaw's got her mom's silver tongue and sharp wit. She can give a Mistystar speech if she wants.

She's a natural thinker, very curious, willing to question. It's something Curlfeather encourages in her, always coming in with the right answer to keep her satisfied.

"Mom, why do we train so much harder than everyone else?"

"To outdo them, of course."

"But... why train so hard when there's no threat? The impostor is gone, we're at peace."

"Oh, my love. You cannot pack a week's worth of training into the minute before a battle. They come hard and fast, and your attacker will have the advantage of surprise. Only practice will compensate."

Though Gray was a really big kitten and naturally imposing, Mist would be the one Curlfeather would ultimately decide was most fitting as a deputy.

If they'd gotten to that point, the siblings probably would have gotten in more fights as Gray started desiring the position for its benefits.

He'd see his mom was clearly giving Mist more opportunities to prove herself, and demand equal chances.

Mist would start thinking of Gray as a stupid bully who thinks he deserves everything because his shoulders are big.

BOTH of them would probably start trying to get Frost to support them over the other.

It would have been a MESS.

BUT, they never did get to that point. Curl was pretty equally focused on them at the point where she died.

When Graypaw got his ear shredded, Mistpaw thought it looked painful and horrific and "decided" to crop her own entirely, so they could never be shredded in battle. For reasons I covered in this Hearing Loss guide, RiverClan relies very little on hearing while hunting anyway.

I wanted Mistpaw to look extremely practical, and reference the cropped ears of a domestic dog. Give her a sort of "doberman" vibe.

Something struck me that Curlfeather could have talked her daughter into getting her ears cropped, both to show visually that she's politically grooming her just as much as she's politically grooming Frostpaw.

But... I'm unsure if I'll stick with it. I might have both Gray AND Mist get their ears cropped, or neither.

I also batted around the idea of a cropped tail, too, but THAT would definitely be too far since a tail is very important in swimming.

In fact, I made her tail waaaay too short and her build too thin, in the pursuit of that "doberman" idea.

Again; not a fan of this design. I will probably re-use it later or just give it away. Maybe I'll wait until I have a couple of "Rejected BB Designs" and do an adoptable batch lmao.

[yandereunsolved]

I wonder how the evil polycule would be like taking care of their darling when she’s pregnant with their child I’d imagine ocelot would pamper tf out of her along with kaz tho I think venom would understand her pregnancy a lot more(since ya know he was on the medical field before)

nice thought! Yandere evil polycule being overprotective and possessive of their pregnant darling >>>

afab. gender neutral pronouns. set in MGSV: Phantom Pain

3 children minimum (one from each of them). They have a deal. BB knocks up darling first. Then Kaz and Ocelot argue about who gets to do it the second time. Ocelot wins over BB. He goes second and Kaz goes third.

No missions or work during your pregnancy. That is a hard line rule they have. They'll let you practice cqc with them in your earlier months so you can still exercise, but it's lower intensity.

They do have some internalized problems and trauma that they have to work through. All of them had horrid things happen in their past. So they are overprotective and tend to infantilize their darling.

Still, they are wonderful caretaker husbands.

Venom Snake is insecure and frightened about what could happen to you and the baby. He doesn't show it, but you can see it through how he acts. Whenever he sees you he puts a hand on your stomach and brings you close to him. He's hesitant to be intimate or affectionate because he doesn't want to accidentally injure you. His innate medical knowledge tells him that he knows how to keep you safe and help you have a good pregnancy, but he's still... scared. And Big Boss can't afford to be scared.

Is 100% on your side in all situations, even if you are in the wrong. If your hormones are causing emotional problems and a soldier sets you off (even for the tiniest thing?) that soldier is gonna be in for hell.

Ocelot is a good rock to lean on. He isn't distant like Venom or clingy like Kaz. He's there. When you need him he'll provide you with what you need. He's like Venom in the fact that he's constantly checking on your health. Encourages and does stretching with you. Thinks you look extremely attractive while pregnant, especially stretching with him. Seeing how your body moves and is changing is enamoring. Revels in your vulnerability. You're so easy to manipulate in this state. Those paternal instincts of yours are just oh-so-precious.

(Likes putting his scarf over your stomach to keep it 'warm'. It's the symbolism for him that turns it into a habit. You're sitting down and Ocelot places his scarf on your stomach to keep the baby safe.)

Kazuhira is very soft. The softest of them. He is outwardly the most caring. Helps you with everything and anything. Is the one most excited about baby choices. Names? Clothes? Room? Oh, yeah. Kazuhira is your guy. It heals him. He looks at you and sees hope. He looks at you and sees someone who is too good for them. He looks at you and sees someone who needs to leave with him... This place is too dangerous. No matter which pregnancy you are on―he's itching to get you away from Venom and Ocelot, even if it hurts like hell.

He's lost too much of himself. Not you. Never you.